What about a turkey baster?

What about a turkey baster?

This morning I sat contentedly on the sofa, and thought about turkey basters. Funny, the things you think of.

It is a high pitched drone, near my head, that inspires such thoughts.

What I wonder is: if I squeezed the air out of the bulb of a turkey baster, and then aimed the nozzle at the drone of the mosquito, which is somewhere behind my right ear, then release the bulb, would the air flowing back into the nozzle filling the bulb suck up the mosquito, allowing me to put my finger over the end of the nozzle, and entrap the little @#%@%&^%$%Q# before it lands and bites?

I do not have a turkey baster, but the thought intrigues me. They say that necessity is the mother of invention.

This morning, after Attila left for work, Mist settled on the sofa for her nap, and I retired to my easy chair and laptop, two mosquitoes decided it was time for meal.

It took about fifteen minutes of cunning strategic moves to finally crush one of my opponents, I got it before it got me. The other was waiting in the wings to see what the outcome would be, and attacked within minutes of its compatriots demise. The war of wits began again.

Suddenly the mosquito was nowhere to be heard. I looked around, and there it was, hovering over Mist. Every time it landed she would twitch, setting it to flight once more. I put down my laptop, and slowly moved towards Mist. At an opportune moment I swooped in to slap both hands together, and conquered the little beast. Mist sighed in relief, blinked at me, and rested her head on her paws, ready for another nap.

That is two mosquitoes already this morning, and the third is now buzzing around my head. The stream of them seems steadier today. They must have come in last night, when Attila came in from mowing the lawn. Ah, I just got the third one! Sigh, it won’t be long before number four drifts over to make another attempt at having me for dinner.

The nights are cool, and the days are sunny and mild. Perfect weather as far as I am concerned. It seems the insect world has the same taste in weather as do I. They are thriving! And once again, I am grateful for window screens.

I felt as if it would never happen, our camp deal closed today, we own the lot! What an ordeal!! Our lawyer explained some of the things that needed to be completed before the deal could go through, such as a legal and completed power of attorney, and deed transfers. A good lawyer is worth their weight in gold.

So, after multiple closing extensions, at last, we have the camp!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 7:00 AM EDT Friday 30 May 2014
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 102.2 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 11.6°C
Dewpoint: 10.0°C
Humidity: 90%
Wind: NW 9 km/h


“Far and away the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.”
Theodore Roosevelt
1858 – 1919


  1. Bex

    Well hello Camp Owners! I’ll bet that feels really good!

    Did you have to divulge the residence of the skeeters when you sold the house?

    I hate those buggers too. Their sound is almost worse than their bite! I wonder if a spray bottle of water and plain vinegar sprayed all over your body and around your area would ward them off? It seems to have done wonders for our ants… they have abandoned this house now that I use it each day for clean-up. It’s worth a try.


  2. Sandra

    Congratulations on getting your camp property Maggie. I hope many fun and fulfilling adventures await you there. This is certainly a year of exciting changes for you.

  3. Thanks for the link Bex, I particularly like the garden plants that deter the bugs! We did not divulge our new location to the resident pests at the country house, those little monsters can travel miles, but not quite that far, so unless they hitchhike in the car they won’t get anywhere near us.

    Light coloured clothing is essential, and you wouldn’t think it would make a big difference, but it does! I observed Attila’s dark coloured hat, versus my white hat, during one of our hikes in the bush; he was surrounded and they weren’t interested in me!

  4. Thanks for the good wishes Steve-Paul! My two favourite places are our camp and the city of Toronto, and I am hoping that if we don’t have to shovel snow and tote firewood… well maybe we can actually get to Toronto for a visit!

  5. Wendy, it makes such a difference when someone has your back! Our lawyer caught quite a few things that needed to be addressed. It slowed the process down, but in the end we have our peace of mind.

  6. Sandra, the camp property is the highlight of my life, at least so far. I have yearned to be near the place where I spent the happiest days of my life, and now I can go there any time I like!

  7. The passage of time is elusive and subjective. While you were patiently waiting for results, my sense of the timetable was zoom-zoom-zoom. I am so happy for you and Attila! I also so enjoy the ordinary observations you make of Mist… each twitch of an ear or a a whisker brings a smile to my day.

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